TUESDAY, MARCH 29, 2016 I knew it was coming, so I steeled myself for it. “Name?” check . “Date of birth?” check . “Street address?” check . “Insurance?” check . … .wait for it…. “And it says here that you’re unemployed?” Through seethi ng teeth, I think to myself, let’s define unemployed . Scrolling back quickly in my mind, my first thought goes back to yesterday afternoon. Mas gets off the bus. Comes in the house. I remove his backpack. Unzip and remove his coat. Unclip and remove his speech device. Clean and plug in his speech device. Remove any “empty” pictures from the device and make sure it’s functioning correctly. Untie and take off his shoes. Give him his Miralax dose and after school snack. Take him to the bathroom. Unsnap and unzip his pants. Let him sit the requir...
